we were justlooking for what couldinstead of what waswhat should beinstead of how it was

I told you I loved you, but I said it a little too late. You move in time and sometimes our timing is against one another.

If you loved him once, you’ll love him forever. You never stop — there’s no backing out. You still love him, you’re just no longer in love with him.

Did the flames thrive and my eyes speak truth? Was my fire not enough for you?

As he stood in the darkness, his eyes glistened and that’s when I knew my light found its traction.

In theory, I never loved you. I loved us. That’s what everyone forgets.